You Kissed Me Back

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a/n: I can't even imagine it, really, i'm just too happy that this tiny idea of mine for writing this got along as far as ten chapters.

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Vignette 1: The Winter Lily

With mechanical movements, Mako packed the last of Korra's shirts in her suitcase and zipped the package tight. He didn't have to do much further after that, just passed the luggage to the bell-hopper boy in the doorway who whisked it away to the car waiting outside. He blinked gently, eyes still adjusting to the dim light of the lamp he turned on by the corner desk. Why Iroh felt the need to send for Korra near twilight he probably wouldn't understand.

"All done," Mako called, smoothing out the wrinkles in the bed he and Korra shared in his apartment. He felt the vibrations of Korra's footsteps before she spoke.

"Thanks for the help," Korra murmured, pressing her face into his back. He chuckled.

"You had a whole week to be upset and moody, you can't be upset only five minutes away from leaving."

She huffed, gave him a little shove and threw her body carelessly onto the bed. "It's not that, it's just..."

He smiled gently when Korra's face melted into a pout, and sat down on the bed beside her. "Already missing me?"

She glared at him playfully, and moved his hand from her side to her belly. "So what if I was?" With her head titled upwards, she motioned Mako in for a kiss.

When he pulled away, she broke out into a silly grin. "Remember the first time we did that?"

"What, kiss?" Mako furrowed his eyebrows.

"Yeah, the first time we kissed..." she trailed off, making an awkward pause for the blush on her face to grow. Hesitating, Mako nodded with a half-smirk and began absently stroking her belly.

"Hm. Somehow, I can only remember what I had for dinner that night..." He dodged a side swipe from Korra's hand and laughed.

"Uh-huh, I remember you getting beat pretty bad that night at the Pro Bending Arena too," She teased.

He raised an eyebrow. "I was distracted," he replied.

"Couldn't keep your eyes off me, huh?"

He pinched her belly. "I suppose. How long will you be gone again?"

"Two weeks."

He groaned. When he first heard about Iroh's request for the Avatar to visit the fire nation and sit in on some important peace talks with him, maturity trumped over feelings and he helped convince Korra that it would probably be better if she went and got more involved in matters. But as the week dwindled down and more arrangements were being made for Avatar Korra's arrival, he had already began to miss her—three days early.

Sighing deeply, he buried his face in her belly, exhaling over her stomach. Her fingers came to run through his hair gently, and in the dim lighting of the lamp in the corner of the room, neither of them spoke for a few minutes.

"I'll write whenever I can," Korra spoke softly.

Mako snorted. "Gee, thanks." They both laughed, and suddenly, a knock on the door-pane startled the two of them awake and apart from each other.

"Umm...Avatar Korra, the car is ready for you." The bell-hopper spoke stuttering, and stood stiffly, pointedly avoiding Mako's stare.

"I'll be out in a few," Korra replied, sitting up off the bed and smoothing out her clothes. He nodded and hurried out of the doorway.

Eye to eye, they stared at each other with lips a breath away from each other, in a deadlock impossible to break, that Korra could feel whispers and kisses and touches all being translated through the light reflecting in Mako's eyes.

"The kiss. It...wasn't our best moment," Mako said with a small grin. Korra nodded, and pressed their foreheads together.

"Well, everyone deserves a second try," she murmured.

"Or a few," Mako agreed, and pressed his girlfriend back against the bed, smothering her with love and especially, kisses.

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